CHAPTER ELEVEN
GRIFFEN
It's Moving Day for Gramps, and all the Caldwells and their significant others are at the cabin hauling boxes out to trucks and preparing for the small trip to Golden Living.
These past few weeks have been a study in contrast.
A part of me has been sad as I've helped Gramps pack his clothes and mementos.
But another part has been exceedingly happy as Heidi and I continue to meet at the senior center. Going on dates around town to explore the charm of Suitor’s Crossing. Making out and teasing each other with suggestive touches and continual grinding.
Our clothes never come completely off, but it's still been satisfying as hell.
“How are you doing, Griff?” Gramps pats my shoulder as the last of his boxes are dumped into my truck by Wyatt and Beckett.
“I'm good. How are you feeling? It's the end of an era.”
“And the beginning of a new one full of love.” A far-off look enters his eyes. “That's what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Okay...” My brow furrows. He's aware of me and Heidi; we haven't exactly been discreet. Plus, he and Greta can’t resist teasing us over their trick at the picnic basket auction.
“I know what you and Miss Heidi have been up to at the center.”
A blush rises to my cheeks.
“I’ve noticed a change in you; your siblings have, too.
It's been great seeing you open up to somebody, and Heidi is a good girl. But I also know you’ve got some flawed thoughts about yourself in that hard head.
Which is the only explanation I can think of for why Heidi isn’t here today with the rest of your family. ”
I'm not sure how to respond.
Because he’s right.
Heidi should be here, and I should stop holding back my feelings out of fear. Especially when she’s already done a lot to convince me that those old concerns are baseless.
“Give her a chance. Your brothers and sister took risks, and you see how happy they are. That could be you and Heidi.”
“Thanks, Gramps.”
He's got me considering my brothers.
They are big. Soren is the closest in size to me, and I've never heard of problems with women. With any of my brothers.
Hell, Beckett fucked around all the time before falling for Beth.
Maybe I owe it to myself and Heidi to let go of the past.
I mean she’s my fucking heart spark.
So, why the hell isn’t she here?
After getting Gramps settled at Golden Living but promising to be back for a Sunday dinner of pizza and beer, I make a stop at an adult store on the outskirts of town before driving to Heidi's place.
If we’re really about to take the next step in our relationship, then I'm going to do everything I can to ensure Heidi is ready to take me, including providing proper lubrication and something to stretch her before my cock gets anywhere near her pussy.
Her mouth sucks you just fine. Why would her pussy be any different?
I ignore the snip of logic as my fist knocks on her door, wondering what she'll think of my hastily made plan.
A minute later, the dark oak swings open to reveal a surprised Heidi in comfy leggings, tank top, and a long cardigan.
“Griffen, I wasn't expecting you today. How did moving go?”
“Fine. Can I come in?”
She jolts at my abruptness but waves me forward. “Sure.”
Nerves clamber beneath my skin as I drag a steadying breath into my lungs and step into a cozy living room.
I learned during one of our conversations that most of the furniture is original to the house, collected by her grandparents over decades, so it’s like stepping into a time capsule.
“Is something wrong? What's in your hand?” She gestures toward the bag I'm holding.
“Um… Everything's fine.” A red flush burns the tips of my ears. Here goes nothing. “This is something for us, if you're interested.”
I set the bag on a nearby table with a lace doily. The crinkle of plastic cuts through the awkward tension in the room.
“You know I've been afraid of our relationship progressing further because I don't want to hurt you. Or freak you out.”
Heidi sighs. “Griffen, trust that I know—”
I lift my hands to stop her protests. She's been trying to convince me for weeks that I should trust her to know what she can handle.
I'm finally willing to listen and take that leap.
“I'm here because I don't want to do this halfway with you anymore. I want to be all in. I brought these things to help us.”
I pull out a bottle of lube and a large dildo. When I checked out at the register, it’d been awkward as hell while the store employee punched in a code for the blue rubber phallus, but I’ll do anything for Heidi.
Even stand embarrassed in front of a total stranger while they ring up sex toys.
“Oh, wow!” Heidi's brows raise to her hairline as she traces the label on the lube. “That's really sweet of you, and I’m curious to know what brought this on, but I have a confession to make.”
She grabs my hand and leads me down the hall to her bedroom. Pastels decorate the walls and bedding.
Soft and pretty just like her.
She releases my hand long enough to reach under her bed and pull out a pink box. It lightly bounces on the mattress before Heidi taps the top lid and removes it.
“You see, I already have a treasure trove of toys and lube.” She finds a half-empty bottle and shakes it. “We can use the stuff you brought, but I want to make it clear that I'm ready for you. I can take you. We don't need to wait any longer.”
Damn, looks like my girl is still schooling me.
I study the variety of toys in her box before shaking my head in awe and pulling her in for a kiss. My tongue ravages hers as we stumble backward and fall onto the mattress.
Fearing I'm crushing her, I immediately roll to my side.
“Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?”
“No, get back here.” Heidi tugs on my shoulders to roll me back, and I follow her direction, kissing and nipping at her lips as she scratches at my neck and scalp.
“Too many clothes,” she murmurs, and quickly we rip off our clothing until we're both naked on her bed.
The pink box tumbled on its side sometime during our mad dash to strip, so a variety of sex toys surrounds us, one digging uncomfortably into my hip.
“Griffen.” Heidi's legs wrap around my waist, her wet folds cushioning my cock as it glides through her slick arousal.
“Not yet.”
Even if Heidi thinks she's ready, I still need to ascertain that for myself.
I kiss down her chest, sucking on her nipples before going lower, licking her belly button and down her hip before burrowing between her thighs, carefully widening her legs for a prime view of her pussy.
“Holy fuck,” I rasp, my mouth suddenly dry at the tempting sight. “I need to taste you first. Need you soft and accepting before giving you my cock, and an orgasm seems like the way to go.”
“By all means,” she laughs, allowing her knees to fall to the mattress.
Diving forward, I immediately lap from pussy hole to clit, before latching onto the bundle of nerves and sucking, as two fingers ease into her channel. I scissor them open to stretch her tight muscles and groan at the hot clasp around me.
If I manage to work my cock into this little pussy, it's going to feel damn good, but it still feels like a big if.
My beard grazes her inner thighs while my nose, mouth, and chin drown in her sweet juices.
Fuck, my girl is delicious.
Reluctantly removing my fingers from her cunt, I pat the bedding, searching for the perfect toy to send her over the edge. I may be a novice, but I’m no stranger to getting my woman off.
Not after the weeks we've spent together.
A glittery purple dildo bumps the back of my hand.
That’ll do.
I drag the bulbous head through her sticky arousal, debating whether I should add more artificial lubrication, but Heidi's hand covers mine and urges the toy into her pussy.
“Don't make me wait, Griffen.”
Trusting her, I shove the toy deeper while my head drops to play with her clit again.
“Such a sweet, dirty girl,” I growl, reveling in the explicit sounds of a very wet cunt being licked and fucked. “You like fucking my face while I stuff this rubber dick inside your tight pussy?”
“Y-Yesss…” she mewls. Her hair spreads in a tangled mess on the pillow. The floral comforter scrunches beneath her tense fingers.
My girl is a gorgeous sight to behold. Full of lush curves that wiggle and wobble with each shuddering breath she takes.
Until a shout rises from her throat, and her release squirts into my mouth.
A sense of pride swells in my chest.
Heidi has been a lot of my firsts. She's the only woman I've ever given an orgasm to, the only one whose pussy I’ve devoured, and I'm addicted.
Hell, I've been addicted to Heidi for a while now.
“Come here,” she orders, and I crawl back up her generous curves for another kiss. “I've got an idea on how to ease your fears. Do you trust me?”
“Always.”
She grins, then points to the bed. “All right, mountain man, on your back.”
I roll over, and Heidi whips her leg over my body to straddle my abdomen.
“This way, I can take you as deep as I want, and you don't have to worry about hurting me because I'm in control, okay?”
I nod.
She works her hips back until the tip of my cock finds the hot clutch of her cunt, then she slowly eases down the hard length, adjusting as she goes until she's fully seated on my thick cock.
“See? That wasn't so hard, was it?”
My teeth grind together as I focus on not blowing my load so soon. Her pussy is strangling my dick, clenching and pulsing in an erotic game. It’s fucking amazing.
“This doesn't hurt you?” I grit out.
“No… It burns. A good burn,” she confirms, before swiveling her hips and rubbing her clit against my pelvis.
A slow rhythm begins between us, then picks up speed. The sloppy sounds of sex ring in the air as Heidi gets wetter and wetter, soaking my cock in her juices.
“I'm not gonna last, baby,” I grunt. My hand has never felt this good, and as much as I'd like to hold on, I'm worried I’ll explode before she comes.
“Touch my clit.”
Immediately, my thumb roughly circles the sensitive button.
Knowing how much she loves when I talk filthy, I growl, “Come on, baby. You wanted this monster cock buried in your cunt. You craved my fat dick, didn't you? Whispering, trust me. Begging me for it.”
“Yes, Griffen… Yesss!” Heidi throws her head back with a scream, and I finally let go. Hot ropes of cum barrel free, overflowing between us to create a squishy mess, as a rain of sparks burn across my skin.
“Told you we would fit,” Heidi says as she collapses on my chest.
“I should have trusted you all along.”
“Now, you know for the future,” she taunts, and I wrap my arms around her, grateful that we have a future.
I’m not a freak, maybe I never was.
And I’ll forever be grateful to the beautiful woman warming my chest for showing me how wrong I was.